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𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰,
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𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘳
𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘶𝘯
𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘰,
𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘳𝘢
𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘰,
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢ñ𝘰𝘴,
𝘵𝘶 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦í𝘢𝘴
𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪,
𝘺𝘰 𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘪
𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦í𝘢,
𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘰
𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘢
𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢
𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪ó𝘯,
𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰
𝘯𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘰
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘴 /
𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘯
𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰
𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳
𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘢 /
𝘷𝘦𝘻 𝘮á𝘴,
𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘭
𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘴
𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭 /
𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘳,
𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳
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